Ianto tried desperately not to trip over again as Sulu hauled him up, the only thing that was injured in that moment being his dignity, as they sprinted towards the thicker clustering of trees. He knew that they couldn't stop there, that it was just a temporary way to see if they could possibly gain some ground on it. The problem was that he had no idea how they were going to do to actually get away from the thing. It obviously wasn't going to give them much ground, certainly not enough to lose the creature in the dust, and short of finding somewhere to hide or climb or...squeeze through, perhaps, he wasn't sure how that was possible.

He was sure of a few things, though. One, that he couldn't keep running like this from the thing forever, and neither could Sulu. Two, that it would be very bad for that thing to catch up to either of them. And three, that he was absolutely terrified, and that adrenaline was probably his only saving grace in this moment, considering he was by no means an athlete by any means.